Li Guojing was panic-stricken but still kept silent. He knew the man before him was tough to deal with, so he thought it best to keep his mouth shut.
Li Guojing's silence was anticipated by Nan Zhan, who was not at all in a hurry and leisurely lit a cigarette.
After taking a couple of puffs, he slowly began to speak, "My memory isn't failing me. Eight years ago, I never bought a Mercedes. However, during that time, I had just won a sensational lawsuit in Aus City. Everyone knew that the Nan Family's son had made it, so that Mercedes must have been a gift from my mother. She registered the car under my name to surprise me, right, Li Guojing?"
Li Guojing instinctively asked, "Your mother? I don't know who your mother is."
"Dean He Helan Ying."
Though Li Guojing tried desperately to hide it, his panic-stricken expression did not escape the astute Nan Zhan. Even though it was as he had predicted, Nan Zhan felt his heart sink rapidly.
